Dean nodded. He'd made a similar assessment of humanity during his career - everyone thought they were special, but really, they were all just headed to the same Hell in the same hand-basket.

"How'd you, uh, decide to be a head-shrinker?" Dean scrooched down in his seat a little, giving Niles his ear but watching the screen. Above them, Peter was hugging Aunt May. And yeah, it was stupid, but Dean had a soft spot for Aunt May, and he was happy to see her hugging her beloved nephew. And yeah, maybe he'd once heard that there was an Aunt May scene where her nightgown was a little sheer, but he wasn't interested in that. Nope. Not at all.